Octavian and Cleopatra
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Clap clap clap clap clap clap clap....
The applause wakes him up and he yawns and rubs his eye with his left hand. (his right one is over her shoulders) "What time is it?"
She takes a sip of her red wine and looks over at the old clock in the enormous ballroom. "The party's just started."
The room is filled with aristocratic vampire families and they can hear the plots and plans they all have to marry their daughter's off (her father laughs) and how their sons will inherit their business empires. (his father smirks)
She takes another sip and notices that her faithful friend (servant) is gone. "Where's Akatsuki?"
"His mother wants him to meet some girl. She thinks he should forget about you."
She grips the glass and curses him for telling her that. (ignorance is bliss) "I agree with her."
He chuckles and takes the crystal cup from her white hand (so forceful) and drinks and whispers in her ear and savours the moment. "Liar." (he's right)
Shut up, Hanabusa.
The trumpets' sound announces (warns them of) the arrival of their Emperor and Kaname enters the room, only to be mobbed by hungry wolves dressed as sheep.
His blue eyes follow the disguised murderers and there's Cato and Brutus and there is silver-haired Cicero, the foolish old man who won't learn his place (he'll be killed for that later) and he says, smiling. "You remind me of Cleopatra."
"She was a harlot."
His grin widens. "Precisely. You claim to love Caesar but won't relinquish Mark Antony. Is my cousin your newest obsession?"
Accompanied by the trumpets of war, Ares and his sister Bellona arrive and whisper in her ear. (do it do it he's a nothing do it what do you care you hate him)
She wants to slap him and hit him and shout but she is a lady and is surrounded by senators in purple-striped togas and must behave. (keep up appearances or the republic will crumble)
She glares and wishes him dead. Where is her Julius? She has no need for the blond jester.
"I hate you." (she does)
"I hate you too." (he doesn't but wishes he did)
He looks over at the imminent bloodbath before him and smiles and knows what his role is. He will avenge Caesar's death if the Ides of March repeat themselves (they won't) and have an empire and Mark Antony will have her and civil war will break out between them. (it will he knows it will the ice is so thin now)
From the corner of her brown eyes, she sees the redhead coming back (as he always does) and a triumphant smile graces her lips.
He came, he saw, he (was) conquered.
He drinks again and remarks. "They're talking of marriage."
"Marriage?"
"Yes, my dear Cleo. You will have to choose."
"I choose Caesar."
He chuckles. "No no, those aren't the rules of the game. He's as good as dead when it comes to marrying you. You must choose between Mark Antony and Octavian."
Not a very hard choice. She would rather marry Octavian over the barbaric drunkard. (but she won't because he is Octavian and she'll never ever let him win)
"Octavian never had Cleopatra."
(He never wanted her.)
"Then there's no choice to be made. You will be his for all eternity."
She says, determined. "I will not."
He replies, aloof. "Then you shall be mine."
His father calls him and he walks away and having found her made from the strongest marble, leaves her made of the weakest clay. (old Suetonius laughs in his grave)
She hears applause and remembers some dead king's last words. (if I have played my part well, clap your hands, and dismiss me with applause from the stage)
She must admit that he plays his part very well.
Clap clap clap clap clap clap clap....
A/N:This one was hard, it took me a while to write it and I'm still not completely happy. First I was going to make them be watching the play of Mark Antony and Cleopatra by Shakespeare, but I didn't like how it turned out so I re-wrote the whole thing.
By the way, does anyone know the onomatopoeia for the sound of a piano playing? I need it for one of the next chapters :)
Anyway, hope you liked it and reviews are very much appreciated ^_^